Paroles de Another song

I'd just like to take a minute to apologize to my listenersI just wanna say i'm sorry for not havin' any songs aboutHappiness or bein' in peace and shit like thatSee i can only display my personal feelings and experiences

And so far i ain't felt what happiness feels likeOr experienced anything but hard times and heartacheSo i apologize for not makin' you danceI apologize for not havin' any sarcastical songs

You know that good feelin' with 'em that put a smile on your faceI ain't had nothin' to offer accept for frownsSo for that i'm sorry i promise if i could sing another song, i would

I wish i could tell you my life is good but it's notI wish missouri city runners were cold but they're hotSo many situations to deal withI can't concentrate a hundred homies and everyone is fake

How can i make it out the ghetto it won't let me goSeems like every time i do a good deed, good deeds never return to 'roI gave up my last so somebody could have a startThen somebody got me locked behind bars

What a way to show ya love back, homie you a friend for lifeFor your crime i'm doin' time in the penn tonightIt's bad enough i lost a family, my luck ain't liveMama died when i was 6 and daddy ain't have enough timeTo kick it with me like i wanted him to kick it with me

Now that i'm incarcerated you wanna come and visit with meBut i ain't holdin' no grudges daddy, i love you that's my wordEven though you had me sleepin' on a curbI wish i had another song

These are the days, these are the daysWe cherish them because soon they'll be gone awaySoon they'll be gone away, on to another place

Pretty soon i'll be goneTwenty sum odd years of calling god on this mobile phoneIf it wasn't for my life style, i'd sing another song

I wish that i was ridin' around in a bentleyBut maybe z-ro livin' lavish just ain't meant to be'cause i'm the type of fella that'll give a bum a hundred dollarsI'd rather help out my people instead of poppin' my collar

I wish that i could get a million copies soldIf i'm broke i'd rather die, i don't want no more poverty growing oldSometimes i wish that i was somebody else'cause i can't even pay bills even though my cd's won't stay on the shelf

Strugglin' and i'm strivin' and just barely survivin'Bobbin' and weavin' my last breathe time after timeAnd it seems that i won't ever get no rest, i'm exhaustedTryna make it compare the price and pain is what the cost is

Maybe if i was evil i'd be rolling in breadUntil somebody with a pistol come and opened my headBut my mission is keepin' ambitionI'm trying so hard even though my soul is scarredOh lord, i wish i had another song

These are the days, these are the daysWe cherish them because soon they'll be gone awaySoon they'll be gone away, on to another place

Pretty soon i'll be goneTwenty sum odd years of calling god on this mobile phoneIf it wasn't for my life style, i'd sing another song

I wish that i could sing another song but my rhythm is too much painSunshine is the level that i think i'm on, so tell me why it's so much rain?Day to day, it's a struggle in my lifetimeTo keep from trippin' i be stayin' in the trees

No crimes committed, so tell me why i'm doin' time?And won't nobody come and set a nigga freeSometimes at night i smoke a cig and sit backAnd wonder why the whole world hate me

So much (incomprehensible) i just gotta pull my wig backWishin' murder would come on and take meI wish that i could sing another song

I'm tired of sleepin' in rivers of tears all night longNo point in wonderin' why my people choose to do me wrongStuck in this reality until my life is over and gone

These are the days, these are the daysWe cherish them because soon they'll be gone awaySoon they'll be gone away on to another place

Pretty soon i'll be goneTwenty sum odd years of calling god on this mobile phoneIf it wasn't for my life style, i'd sing another song